33| A Reputation for Breaking Hearts

All Balia could do was cry. She had no say in anything happening in her life right now. Senna had left about an hour ago, and she lay in bed, begging for sleep to come and begging for her thoughts to stop tormenting her.

But how could she do it? Seduce a stranger and sleep with him because Senna wanted a deal signed?

She has become a whore overnight, and Senna was the pimp who didn't give a shit about her.

She finally fell asleep with tears in her eyes, and the following day, she decided to remain in her room as she built the mental capacity to face a group of people she had never met.

Tina came in later to check in on Balia. She also came in with a large gift box.

"You don't look too bright this morning," Tina said as she placed the box beside the bed. "Do you want me to make you a cup of tea?"

"Coffee would do fine," Balia said in reply. Her voice was coarse, all thanks to Senna, who had nearly choked her to death last night. "I need it."

"Of course. I'll do that now."

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